Mike Sigman

I’ve loved Alan’s work since I first read him in New York Magazine in the ’70s. Later, I had the privilege of publishing his work in LA Weekly for many years and getting to know him a bit. We didn’t talk often, but every now and then he’d peek his head into my office to make sure things were okay on the business side and tell me about a concert he thought I should see, or one I shouldn’t
see. He asked me once to play four-hand piano with him, but I was much too nervous to accept. Now I wish I had.